The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1887-08-20
ILLS TRIUMPH.
by NJ. E. HoLAHAN.

can remember the time" remarke,
Jack Granleigh. omcularly, "when lawn
fete at Oakland was no more than lawn
fete any place else. Now
Now" laughs his pretty cousin, Iii
Ferrars, ''comes the 'presto-change' part
We are all in the wild scramble for invita-
tlons. What havoc one man can make IL
sensible feminine communityr'
Edith Granleigh, Jacks beautiful blonde
sister, indulges in lazy, scornfu smile
The several others collected on the balcony
discussing the coming lawn-fete join in q
laugh
81 have the loveliest dressr exclaim:
Kate Raymond, a gay, pretty blonde. 81
mean to try my chance for Oakland for all
there is to be seen."
Then comes description of costumes. be-
wildering to Jacks masculine understand.
ing.
Lii alone remains silent, admiring the
roses that nod their white heads oyer the
balcony trellis
She is an orphan, dependent on the char.
ity of her aunt, Mrs, Granleigh.
The charity received is very slim. consid-
ering that but for Lils small, capable fing-
ers and ingenious brain, Mrs. Granleigh
would have been under the expense of a
dressmaker and nursery governess, and
Mr.. Granleigh would have been compelled
TO hire regular stenographer in his office.
lii, fair, fair, with golden hair where
are your thoughts?" excainls Jack at last.
"One more incomprehensible description
cannot bewilder me much more. 1t is your
turn row. What are you going to wear?'
Jack only came home from a medical
college two weeks before, and thick-headed
as men generally are on such matters, has
not yet defined the position lii holds at
Sunnyslde-his fathers beautiful home.
He knows that she is loveler, sweeter,
and far more useful than all his sisters
combined.
Lii started, and a slight flush quickly
stained her pure face. Her tiny nostrils
dilated, but she turned, laughing:
ZIP Oh, it does not matter, Jack. My
hopes of winning Oakland are SLIM"
"Not more so than any of ours" laughed
Kate Raymond, Come now, Iii, what
are you going TO wear?'
at does not matter what lii wears"
drawls Edith, in careless voice 81 hap
pened to hear conversation relating to
her serious chances"
''Indeedw cried several proceed"
On Iil's pure face the flush grew deeper.
Her dark-lashed violet eyes were wide open
in surprise.
NY chancesp What do you meanP''
she asked and Edith laughed in apparent
good humor,
"Oh, nothing much," she returned.
"only at Mrs. Blacks last ball overheard
Guy Wilson tell gentleman friend who
was jesting him about his infatuatlon for
you, that he considered you great fun
bnt as for any serious thoughts of marriage
-pahw
'The unmitigated cowarlp' exclaimed
Jack. Besides, Edith, don't consider
your repetition of the affair an evidence of
good TASTE"
Kate rose abruptly and crossed the bal
cony, queer look in her gray eyes. She
was a girl of kindly generous thought.
Evidently" she laughed, ''theIe are ex-
eeptlons to the old rule concerning listeners
hearing no good of themselves"
Lii stood leaning against a carved column
supporting the veranda.
She was the first one Guy Wilson saw as
he came quickly up the well-kept garden
path.
"IIow lovely she Is" he thought, stand
ing moment TO admire the exquisite,
flushed face, the flashing, seornful eyes, and
sweet, parted lips. 'But she seems angry.
had thought her too angelically sweet 10
ever indulge In anger"
A moment later he was among them, re-
clining on the step at Ediih's feet. A l.tal
handsome young fellow, with manner Of
charming courtesy.